(No longer in theaters)
Stacey Smith, Gretchen McGowan
May 1, 2009
It’s unfair to call Jim Jarmusch’s The Limits of Control the
emptiest movie ever made, but I wrote that in my notebook as I
struggled to stay awake. Even more ponderous than his first film, Permanent Vacation, the
film follows robotic Isaach de Bankolé on some kind of
diamond-smuggling mission through Spain not reacting to eccentrics
Tilda Swinton, John Hurt, Bernal, and oft-naked Paz de la Huerta.
Finally, Bill Murray shows up as a Dick Cheney type and Bankolé turns
out to be a supernatural avenger.